User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Sharpe's Highwaybeasts/@comment-32303-20120502205533/@comment-25220117-20121020151655

''Marun sits crosslegged in the dirt, his back against a pine as he watches the fleeing vermin with hawk-intensity, his paw shining an ashwood bow with a cloth slowly, absentmindedly. Several blue-feathered arrows, shoved in the ground, scattered around him close to paw''